Quotes About Longing

I love no one but you, I have discovered, but you are far away and I am here alone. Then this is my life and maybe, however unlikely, I'll find my way back there. Or maybe, one day, I'll settle for second best. And on that same day, hell will freeze over, the sun will burn out and the stars will fall from the sky.

But I must admit I miss you terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby.

For Beatrice, when we first met, I was lonely, and you were pretty. Now I am pretty lonely.

For Beatrice, summer without you is as cold as winter. Winter without you, is even colder.

For Beatrice, our love broke my heart, and stopped yours.

Summer seems so cold without you, winter is even colder.

For Beatrice- When we were together I felt breathless. Now you are.

With you away, it is as if all the letters in my life are scrambled into an anagram, and I will not be able to put all the letters in order and make sense of anything until you return. I never want to be apart from you again, Beatrice, except in the restroom, at work, and when one of us is at a movie that the other does not want to see.

But sometimes it takes only a photograph and a sentence to make an author cry himself to sleep even years after the photograph was taken.

For Beatrice- I would much prefer it if you were alive and well.

To Beatrice- darling, dearest, dead.

For Beatrice — I cherished, you perished, The world's been nightmarished.

I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively. I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip form slim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory.

It's hard when you're missing your family. You wake up every morning like someone took one of your legs.

I will love you if you don't marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else... and I will love you if you never marry at all, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all, and I must say that on late, cold nights I prefer this scenario out of all the scenarios I have mentioned. That, Beatrice, is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way.

It's hard when you're missing your family," Pip said, and started the motor. " You wake up every morning like someone took one of your legs.

It can be powerful to write the name of a person you have kissed or even just someone you wish you had kissed, on a scrap of paper where no one else can see, or carved into the trunk of a tree where everyone can. It is even powerful just to write it down in your mind when you are alone.

For Beatrice— When we met, you were pretty, and I was lonely. Now, I am pretty lonely.

When you think of me," she said quietly, "think of a food you love very much.

I looked out the window at the dark and racing scenery and I thought of the city, where the train would eventually arrive. I hadn't seen the city since my apprenticeship began, and for a moment I felt so homesick I had to stop and lean my head against the glass. Dear Kit, I thought. And then I said it out loud. "I wish you were here.

My love: You were pretty, and I was lonely. And now I'm .... pretty lonely

It's hard when you're missing your family," Pip said, and started up the motor. "You wake up every morning like someone took one of your legs.

It is always sad when someone leaves home, unless they are simply going around the corner and will return in a few minutes with ice-cream sandwiches.

The world is too quiet without you nearby.